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Chapter 322 - 320: Chonghui Smelled the Fragrance of the Thesis Once Again

Chapter 322: Chapter 320: Chonghui Smelled the Fragrance of the Thesis Once Again

Chonghui remembered that when Weng Pinting first introduced Nan Zhubin to him, she did mention this junior brother had the ability to fall asleep anytime, anywhere.

At first, Weng Pinting suspected it might be some kind of illness.

But later she discovered that Nan Zhubin’s sleep was a result of his own choice, meaning that Nan Zhubin simply slept well—just a bit better than average.

"Could this be related to his Micro-expression Analysis ability? A brain different from ordinary people? Similar to the Da Vinci Sleep Method?" Chonghui mused to himself.

However, the fact that he fell asleep as soon as he opened the practice test was truly perplexing.

Curious, Chonghui leaned forward to look at Nan Zhubin’s paper, only to see that Nan Zhubin skipped the multiple-choice, true or false, and short answer questions, and went straight to the final essay questions.

[Essay Question: Using Self-determination theory (SDT), discuss how to enhance student motivation by meeting their basic psychological needs (autonomy, competence, relatedness) and provide specific teaching examples.]

"..." Chonghui blinked his eyes.

Was it because he saw this question that the junior brother decisively chose to sleep?

This question isn’t difficult... Well, it’s still a bit difficult for Chonghui now. Just copying the definition of Self-determination theory from memory is beyond his capability.

After thinking it over repeatedly, Chonghui silently left the consultation room and went to the canteen to get food for Nan Zhubin.

...

Dream Psychological Consultation Room.

[Monthly Goal: Complete 10 hours of "Psychological Consultation" within 1 month (1/10), and conduct 1 "Psychological Ability Training" afterward.]

Looking at this line of virtual text, Nan Zhubin nodded inwardly.

Although the conversation he just had with Teacher Xiao Zhao was not a strictly standard consultation, it seemed to count towards the accumulated time for the Monthly Goal.

This was good news.

Currently, accumulating consultation hours is extremely challenging for Nan Zhubin.

"But... I remember there was another similar case before, where even though ’consultation’ wasn’t completed, it still accumulated for Monthly Goal time..."

Nan Zhubin recalled.

He remembered the first time Weng Pinting took him to Jiang University for a lecture, they happened to comfort a girl having a panic attack. That comfort was also counted toward the Monthly Goal consultation time.

"Could it be that as long as actions similar to ’consultation’ lead to some insight, consultation time can be accumulated?"

"No, no, it shouldn’t be that simple. Consultation should have more specific targeting, and this difference can still be explored..."

Nan Zhubin pondered.

Right now, he has a point of comparison to study.

Since he joined Jiang Yizhong, he has collected emotional recognition data from many students, but none of these students provided the consultation time needed for the Monthly Goal.

However, with Xu Pengcheng—what he did with Xu Pengcheng wasn’t standard psychological consultation either—yet it accumulated consultation time of 1.

"Next, I can ask Teacher Xiao Zhao to have all the athletic students in Xu Pengcheng’s team come over for a chat, to conduct small interventions based on their reactions in an experimental format, to see if consultation time can be accumulated..."

Nan Zhubin couldn’t help but recall the scene when they first arrived, training with Xu Pengcheng on the playground.

Two students with relay batons chased Xu Pengcheng, while other students sat with various expressions...

"Various expressions," that’s a key point.

"Moreover, through them, more information can surely be obtained!"

For the actions to follow, Nan Zhubin made up his mind.

Taking a deep breath, Nan Zhubin turned his eyes to the bookshelf beside him and pulled out "Contemporary Educational Psychology."

Then, he started memorizing the book silently.

"Self-determination theory, proposed by American psychologist Deci, suggests that ’self-determination’ determines individual behavior..."

"’Self-determination’ is a potential about experiential choice, a free choice made by the individual based on a comprehensive understanding of personal needs and environmental information. Deci divides behavior into ’self-determined behavior’ and ’non-self-determined behavior’..."

Nan Zhubin certainly has quite a lot to handle in a day, but fortunately, the Memory Palace allows him to memorize while sleeping, piecing together learning seamlessly.

He’s really working hard.

...

Clack——

Chonghui opened the door gently and called out to the soundly sleeping Nan Zhubin.

[Not awake yet? Then, we’ll have to change the eating place, so it doesn’t smell too much...]

Rustle——

Just as Chonghui was about to switch locations, Nan Zhubin suddenly opened his eyes.

Most people, when waking up, are groggy; even if startled awake, they would be slightly confused for a while.

But Nan Zhubin, at this moment, was like a computer rebooting, instantly snapping his eyelids open.

Then he immediately grabbed a pen, his mind seemingly returning to peak condition, and started writing rapidly.

Chonghui was startled by Nan Zhubin’s sudden reaction, almost dropping the lunchbox he was holding.

Then his curiosity got the better of him, and he couldn’t help but step forward to watch Nan Zhubin write—hey, don’t say! Although asking Chonghui to recall Self-determination theory actively might be difficult for him, he is capable of judging the accuracy of a piece of text in front of him.

At this moment, Nan Zhubin’s recitation of Self-determination theory was almost textbook standard.

This made Chonghui look at Nan Zhubin even more incredulously, as if examining some bizarre creature’s brain.

[What’s going on? A question he couldn’t solve, he can do after a nap? No... should it be a theory he couldn’t recall, remembered after a nap?]

[How does this person’s memory system work? How are declarative memories processed and stored?]

[Is it related to dreams? What is the essence of dreams again, if I remember correctly, it’s the subconsciousness...]

[This, this... could it be studied?]

Nan Zhubin smoothly finished writing the essay question.

Through this practice, he became more proficient in using his Memory Palace.

"Huh? Senior, when did you get here?"

Chonghui, who had been standing behind Nan Zhubin for almost twenty minutes, had long adjusted his mindset and handed over the lunchbox with a seemingly nonchalant expression: "Not long, let’s eat."

"Okay, thank you, Senior."

Nan Zhubin obediently accepted it, opened it up, and found a curry chicken cutlet rice dish, garnished with some potatoes and bok choy.

For a high school canteen, one can’t have too high expectations.

"By the way." Just as Nan Zhubin was stuffing the first piece of chicken cutlet into his mouth, Chonghui suddenly recalled something.

"The student we previously went to for a psychological assessment, Li Mingchen, I just saw he came back."